The slender tail, covered with golden scales and with sharp bone spurs at the end, was swinging in the sand pit, maintaining the balance of King Ghidorah's body as it bit the raging waves.
Bloodworm pounced on it, opened its mouth, and bit the root of King Ghidorah's tail fiercely - not the tip of the tail, but the root, the thickest part close to the body.
Its teeth were embedded in the gaps between the scales, and although it didn't bite through, it began to drag backwards.
Bloodworm is not as powerful as King Ghidorah, but its size is not small and its weight is considerable.
It grabbed the ground with all four legs, tightened its muscles, and dragged it back desperately. It actually pulled King Ghidorah's body back half a foot.
It was this half-foot distance that prevented King Ghidorah from completing the fatal blow to the raging waves.
The neck of Nu Tao was not completely torn apart. King Ghidorah's teeth slipped from the position where they were about to break, leaving only a large piece of flesh and a bunch of broken scales.
Nu Tao let out a painful scream, but one that was filled with joy for the rest of his life. His body rolled violently in the sand pit and broke free from under King Ghidorah.
King Ghidorah was completely outraged.
Its three heads let out a deafening roar at the same time, and the anger contained in that voice made the Lys city wall in the distance tremble slightly.
It no longer suppresses the raging waves - because it now has two enemies, and it has to deal with both of them at the same time.
King Ghidorah's body suddenly stood up from the sand pit, and its three heads turned in different directions at the same time.
The head on the left stared at the raging waves - the giant blue-green dragon was struggling to stand up on the edge of the sand pit. The bite wound on its neck was still bleeding profusely, and its movements had obviously become sluggish.
The head on the right is staring at Bloodworm - the dark red dragon is still biting its tail and is dragging it backwards like a stubborn crocodile.
The head in the middle scanned the surroundings vigilantly, guarding against a possible third enemy.
King Ghidorah's tail flicked violently.
That force was not something Bloodworm could resist. Bloodworm's teeth that were biting on King Ghidorah's tail were forcibly torn off by the swing. Several teeth flew out of its mouth, and fell on the sand with bloodshot eyes and pieces of flesh.
Bloodworm's body was thrown out by the huge centrifugal force, rolled several times on the beach, smashed an abandoned fishing boat shack, crushed countless wooden boards and fishing nets, and finally stopped on a beach soaked by sea water, covered in mud and in a miserable state.
Redd is watching all this from a distance.
His naked body was slightly chilled by the morning breeze, but there were no goosebumps on his skin - his body was so strong that he no longer needed this most basic physiological reaction.
His eyes moved from Bloodworm to Nu Tao, and then from Nu Tao back to King Ghidorah. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint, somewhat appreciative smile.
One against two. His dragon, his King Ghidorah, faced two adult dragons at the same time. Not only was it not at a disadvantage, it actually beat the other party without the ability to fight back.
Nu Tao's neck was bleeding, Bloodworm's teeth were broken, and King Ghidorah--King Ghidorah's body didn't even have a single decent wound except for the traces blackened by kerosene and Wildfire.
But he also knew that in this kind of pure hand-to-hand combat, having him on King Ghidorah's back would seriously affect King Ghidorah's performance.
While King Ghidorah is attacking and defending, he must allocate part of his attention to protecting him - protecting him from being caught by the enemy's claws, swept by the enemy's tail, and sprayed by the enemy's dragon breath.
Although his body is so powerful that it is almost impossible to be killed by these things, King Ghidorah does not know this, or in other words, it does not care about this.
To it, Redd is Redd, the person it wants to protect. No matter how strong Redd is, it will not let anyone hurt him.
This protective instinct is a good thing in normal times. But in this fierce battle of one against two, it will become a burden for King Ghidorah.
That's why Redd chose to jump down.
He jumped hard from the edge of the sand pit, his naked body drew an arc in the air, and landed on the beach.
The distance he jumped was not too far, only a dozen steps, from the edge of the sand pit to a relatively dry and flat area in the middle of the beach.
His bare feet stepped on the wet sand, leaving deep footprints, and sea water seeped out between his toes, biting the cold, but his expression did not change at all.
Above his head, King Ghidorah's tail passed over his head the moment he jumped away, bringing up a strong wind that blew his hair - if there was any hair - flying back.
The target of that tail is not him, but Bloodworm.
The moment Redd jumped off the dragon's back, King Ghidorah lost the person it needed to protect, and its attacks became more unscrupulous.
The tail did not retract after swiping Bloodworm away. Instead, it swept forward and hit Nu Tao hard as he climbed up from the edge of the sand pit.
The bone spur at the end of the tail opened a long gash on Ragao's flank, and dark blue blood gushes out from the wound and spills onto the beach, like pools of melted wax.
Nu Tao let out a painful scream, rolled his body twice on the sand, and then struggled to stand up.
Its eyes were bloodshot, there was foam at the corner of its mouth, the wound on its neck was still bleeding, and there were new wounds on its flank, but it still didn't run away.
It stood there with its four legs sunk deeply into the sand, its head lowered, and it let out a low, threatening roar in the direction of King Ghidorah.
Bloodworm also crawled out of the ruins. Several teeth were missing from its mouth, and the crack on its left wing was torn even wider during the roll just now. Almost the entire wing membrane was torn from the middle, leaving only a thin layer of skin still connected.
But it is still moving, still approaching in the direction of King Ghidorah, and its eyes are still burning with that almost crazy and desperate light.
Two dragons, one on the left and one on the right, are approaching King Ghidorah again.
King Ghidorah's three heads turned in two directions at the same time.
The two heads on the left and right were aimed at Nu Tao and Bloodworm respectively, while the head in the middle was watching behind them warily - who knows if there is a third dragon?
Who knows if Daemon and Tormund have any other hidden cards?
King Ghidorah's wings spread out, and the golden scales sparkled in the morning light.
Its body stood up completely from the sand pit, reaching a height of more than ten meters. Those three high heads made it look like a moving golden mountain.
Its tail swung slowly behind it, and the bone spurs at the end of its tail drew dangerous arcs in the air.